an allergic reaction that stopped his cold heart.

bot avatar has taken on the deranged internet assignments while he plays golf and skips any truly presidential duties he can’t handle (hint -,most of them).

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Still, the day is yet young. One dares to dream.

I'm doing it right now. Dreaming that he's lying in bed counting counting sheep, who are depicted jumping over a fence in a cartoon bubble above his head, when suddenly one trips over the fence, falls out of the bubble, and lands on him, completely crushing him!

If only it were that easy.....

i bought a very spendy bottle the other day. guy tried to steer me to a $20 bottle.
me- not good enough. it’s for the day that asshole drops dead.
got giggles from him and the distributor that was standing there. didnt need to name names.

Incoming coronal ejection meets orange cranial contents.... sizzle, sizzle, pop.

But Miss Hoggie assures me that we’re all going to die and he’s 79 in 13 hopefully unlucky days.

Accidentally smothered after becoming entangled in his own verbal "weave?"

Choked to death on his own word salad?

Fell down steep staircase while blinded by dark night of the soul?

Driven over the edge by the 3 Fates, Clotho (the Spinner), Lachesis (the Allotter), and Atropos (the Inflexible)?

Hoisted with his own petard???

Undone finding all his chickens had come home to roost???

Scrambled having put all his eggs in one basket???

Ended, counting his chickens before they hatched???

Good ones!

Chicken tacos???

It will be a party for the ages.

TIA

we all die sometime. Hopefully him before me.

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That would make good tv. What a ratings boost. The best ratings ever!

One which fleaon decided needs to be whacked up with his chainsaw.

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under his eyes or the spare under his neck?
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around Krasnov's middle...